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Laito? Don’t you ever bite yourself by accident? If I had I pair of teeth I definitely would!

Laito: Fufu~ I bite a looot my lip accidentaly when I was a child~

Laito: But now-

Laito: ouch, how clumsy of me, bitch chan. laito-kun accidentally bit her lip, it hurts a lot, you know?

*chuckles*

Laito: buut maybe if you kiss me, you'll take away some of the pain, the more kisses the less pain.

kao: I'm finally back. it took me a long time to get over what happened to me, lol

[diakaoniii]

Hey pookie

Hope you're doing good :D

I'm doing well, dear! I hope you're doing well either <3

[diakaoniii]

I will delete this account

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I could solved this problem. I don't know the reason why but somehow, my tumblr site theme was changed by a porn site link... How did this happen??

I noticed a big problem. when I click on some of my posts and links from the archive, it sends me to +18 sites. What is the reason for this? Is there anything I can do?

[diakaoniii]

I noticed a big problem. when I click on some of my posts and links from the archive, it sends me to +18 sites. What is the reason for this? Is there anything I can do?

[diakaoniii]

Promotion - A Gojo x Reader Fanfic

You’ll do anything to get Gojo to recommend you for a promotion to grade one! 

Written for @kuroov in exchange for making the lovely graphics for my welcome post. I hope you like it! 

Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. (Professional) Power Imbalance. Spit kink. Oral sex. Slight size kink. Divider by @benkeibear!

The cursed spirit in front of you writhes on the ground as it dies, remnants of your technique still glowing from its body. You whirl around to look at the man who accompanied you on today’s mission. 

“See? I did good, right?”

Gojo Satoru smiles and nods, his eyes hidden behind his blindfold. “Yeah, you did good. I didn’t have to lift a finger.”

You walk over to stand closer to him, tilting your head up to see his face. With your eyes shining, you ask, “Don’t you think I’m ready to be grade one?”

You’ve been gunning for this promotion for months now, and so far Gojo is still holding out on you. He can easily nominate you anytime he wants, and with a recommendation from someone as influential as him, that promotion would be in the bag. 

“Hmmm, I’m not so sure,” he says, his tone somewhat playful. “I need to see you in action a few more times, I think.”

You want to shout that he’s seen you “in action” plenty of times already, but you hold your tongue. You certainly don’t want to offend him at this point. “Okay. Will you come with me tomorrow then?”

“Sure, anything for my cute little kouhai,” he says, patting your head. 

You blush and look away. You’ve been trying hard to keep your relationship with Gojo purely professional, but he makes it difficult. He’s incredibly good looking, and he knows it. And he’s so flirty with practically everyone, it’s easy to see why so many of your fellow sorcerers are nursing crushes on him.  

In all honesty, you’ve got a bit of a crush yourself. 

“Let’s grab something to eat before we head back,” he suggests, casually wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You don’t think anything of it. You’ve seen him do this to plenty of other people and it seems to mean nothing to him. He’s just being friendly. 

“Okay,” you say, eager to keep his favor. You’re actually pretty tired and would like to go straight home to your apartment and go to sleep. But you desperately want this promotion, and that involves keeping Gojo happy with you. 

The two of you stop at a crepe shop on the way home and he buys treats for both of you, but has them wrapped and boxed. “We’ll eat them at my place,” he says, and you blink up at him in surprise. 

“Your place?”

He grins. “You’ve been there before. My little side apartment near the school. It’s close by so we’ll stop there to eat.”

“Oh… okay.”

You have been there before, three months ago. But you went with a few other sorcerers. Gojo was hosting a small welcome party for a new co-worker who transferred in from the Hokkaido branch. You’ve never been there alone with him, and you’re not sure how you feel about doing it now. You feel nervous, uneasy, but you also feel excited and flattered. 

Above all, you want to keep him happy. 

When you reach his apartment, he unlocks the door and stands back, gesturing for you  to go inside first. You step into the darkened room, and he steps in after you, flipping on the light switch and then closing the door behind you. The sound of it nearly makes you jump. You get the strange feeling that you’re caged in here with a predator, but it’s just Gojo, standing there slipping his blindfold off. You don’t think you’d mind being his prey. 

Instead of going to the small kitchen table to eat the crepes, he walks over to his sofa in the living room and sits down, then pats the cushion beside him. “Have a seat,” he says, opening the box in his lap and pulling out the two crepes wrapped in colorful paper. 

You do as he says, sitting down on the sofa to his left and maintaining what you feel is an appropriate distance from him. But you can’t help being extremely aware of how close the two of you actually are, how alone the two of you are in his apartment.  

He reaches you one of the crepes and opens his own. You carefully peel back the paper, not wanting to make a mess in his surprisingly neat living room. You’ve heard this is just a secondary residence he uses to be close to the school, but it appears to be well maintained. 

You glance over at Gojo as he takes a bite of his crepe. There’s something oddly sensual about the way his mouth opens, the way his lips encase the sweet treat. Is he doing it on purpose? After that first bite, he notices some cream filling on his fingers, and proceeds to lick them clean as you watch, transfixed. His eyes shift to your face and he asks, “Aren’t you going to eat yours?”

“Oh, uh, sure,” you say, feeling flustered as you take your first bite of your own crepe. You barely taste the thing, your mind so preoccupied with the positively lurid show Gojo is currently putting on beside you. He licks the crepe as if he’s making out with it, and his tongue flicks at the soft crust. 

He catches you watching him and smiles at you. “Wanna try mine?” 

“Huh?”

He holds his out toward your mouth. “Go ahead.”

You stare at the offered crepe, at the mound of cream filling where Gojo’s tongue has just been buried. Would he be offended if you refused? Do you even want to refuse?

“Okay, thanks,” you say, leaning forward and taking a small bite. You chew it slowly, savoring the taste. Is this what Gojo’s mouth tastes like? 

“Like it?”

You nod. “Y-yeah, it’s delicious.”

He grins at you, like he’s amused by something you’re not aware of. You go back to eating your crepe as he finishes his own, at one point getting the cream all over his fingers again. He’s such a messy eater. He puts the two cream covered fingers in his mouth, licking them as he stares at you. He coats them thoroughly in his saliva, then slowly pulls them out. They’re glistening, practically dripping. 

And then, he reaches his hand toward you, looking at you expectantly. Your heart races as you realize what he wants you to do. This is highly inappropriate, but you want to make him like you. You want to please him. So you open your mouth obediently, and his wet fingers slide in. 

He plays with your tongue as your lips reflexively close around the digits. You can taste him so clearly, you feel a fluttering in your stomach. 

“Good girl,” he says as you begin sucking his fingers, the sweet taste of the crepe lingering on his skin. He gently moves them in and out, seemingly enjoying the way your head moves forward to follow them when he pulls them back. 

“Such a cute mouth. I bet you’d like to suck something else too, wouldn’t you?” he asks, those gorgeous blue eyes watching you. 

This is wrong. You shouldn’t be doing this with your superior. This is not the way you wanted to get that promotion to grade one. But how can you refuse him? He could make or break your career. And besides… you’ve always wondered what his cock tastes like. You’ve thought about sucking him off too many times to count. 

You’re tired. You’re horny. And the hottest guy you’ve ever seen in your life is spreading his thighs apart on the couch beside you, unbuckling his belt. So you let him gently tug you off the couch and to your knees in front of him. When you look up, his cock is already out, inches from your face. It’s fucking huge, though you can’t say you’re surprised by that. Sitting here so low before him, his tall frame towers over you even though he’s sitting. 

With one hand, you reach up and lightly grip his shaft, then you lean forward and wrap your lips around the tip, your tongue flicking over it. You press your face forward, taking more of him into your mouth, quickly coating it in your spit before it hits the back of your throat. Then your head is bobbing back and forth, your lips and tongue gliding over him as his cock is effectively shoved into your throat and then almost back out, over and over. You gag slightly, but try to suppress it. 

Glancing up at his face, you find him staring at you, wearing a pleased expression. His skin is slightly flushed, but otherwise he seems surprisingly calm for a guy getting deep throated. But his cock doesn’t lie, and it’s twitching in your mouth as you continue taking him as deep as you can without choking. 

At some point one of his hands moves to rest on your head, fingers softly curling into your hair. His breathing gets a little faster, and you know he’s close. You pull back, letting him pop out of your mouth, then your eyes meet his. “You can cum in my mouth,” you offer, opening your lips and extending your tongue like a good girl. 

His grip on your hair tightens just a little, holding your head still, and then his hot cum is shooting directly into your mouth, covering your tongue. You keep your lips parted for a few seconds, letting him watch his cum sliding around before you swallow it all. 

He rubs your head, like you’re a puppy, and grins down at you. “I knew you’d be good at this.”

You’re just catching your breath when you gaze up at him and say, “Thank you.”

He looks at you like he doesn’t know what you’re thanking him for. Honestly, you don’t really know either. Your mind has been a little fuzzy since this all started. But he laughs as if he’s amused before he pulls you up by your arms and starts pulling your clothes off. You let him, having no desire to stop this now. You’ve already sucked his dick, why not go further? 

Soon, he has you face down on the couch, his strong hands holding your hips in the air as he fucks into you from behind. His body is heavy as it leans against yours, making you feel totally powerless and trapped, but it’s a feeling that thrills you more than scares you. 

Your face is pressed into the cushions, your hands gripping the plush fabric. You can hear his breaths, fast and heavy, and you can feel a satisfying stretch as his cock shoves all the way in with each thrust. 

A few minutes in, he slows his pace and bends down until his face is close to your ear. “Hey, you okay?”

You turn your head to the side to look at him. “Yeah…”

“You’re so quiet. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“I don’t… want you to stop,” you breathe out, your voice nearly a whisper. Whatever this is between the two of you, it’s way too late to back out now. So you might as well enjoy it. 

He must notice your flushed face, your glazed eyes, because he goes back to fucking you as hard as before, one hand sliding around in front of you to find your clit. You jerk from the sudden pleasure, clamping your mouth shut to keep from moaning. You hear Gojo laugh. “There we go,” he says, his finger stroking you in a rhythm that matches his thrusts. 

You bury your face in the cushion to muffle any embarrassing sounds you might make as you climax, shuddering beneath him. Minutes later, he suddenly pulls out, and you feel something warm and wet hit your bare back. 

Later, you end up falling asleep on Gojo’s couch. You wake up the next morning with a blanket draped over you. Gojo steps out of the small kitchen and hands you a cup of coffee before sitting down on the other end of the couch.  

“Good morning,” he says cheerily. You don’t know where he gets the energy. 

You sip the coffee and look at the nearby end table. Your clothes are neatly folded in a stack. 

“Do you need to go home and change before the job today?” he asks casually. 

“Yeah, I guess,” you say, still trying to get yourself completely woken up. 

“I’ll take you home,” he says. “Then we’ll meet up later.”

You look over at him. “You’re coming with me again?”

“Didn’t I say that yesterday? I still have to decide if you’re ready to be promoted.”

You’re wide awake now. “You’re still not sure? But… I thought…”

He looks surprised. “What? You thought I would recommend you for grade one if you slept with me?”

You feel your face burning.  “I don’t know what I thought.”

He laughs and sits his cup on a table. “Look, if I was ranking your cock sucking skills, you’d be a special grade! But that has nothing to do with this. Grade ones get sent out alone, on very dangerous missions. I don’t want you to get ripped to shreds because I recommended you without being absolutely sure you’re ready.”

You sigh and stand up to retrieve your clothes. “I understand.”

He had a point. You didn’t want to end up dead either because you were prematurely promoted. But you were surprised he cared so much. Maybe he wasn’t the egotistical asshole everyone said he was. 

Maybe you’ll let him treat you to crepes again soon. 

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Hey! Can I request a yandere mafia subaru punishment scenrio or one shot when s/o tried escaping him! I loved yandere mafia subaru!!

Bound by Obsession

Subaru Sakamaki, the intense and possessive mafia leader, discovered that his lover had attempted to escape his clutches. Anger and betrayal fueled the fire within him as he decided that a punishment was in order.

Late at night, in the dimly lit confines of his lavish mansion, Subaru cornered you in a room that seemed to close in on them with each passing second. The air was thick with tension, a palpable manifestation of his smoldering rage.

His lover, trembling with fear, stood pressed against the cold wall, unable to escape the imminent confrontation. Subaru approached with predatory grace, his crimson eyes burning with a mix of anger and a twisted sense of affection.

“You thought you could leave me?”

In sharp contrast to the chaos that was building inside of him, his voice was a menacing whisper. Like a predator closing in on its prey, he circled around you.

Then, with a quick grab of your wrist, he smashed you hard against the wall, making you wince in pain. As he took a silver knife out of his pocket, the dagger's bright blade was reflected in the moonlight coming in through the window.

“You want to be free, huh?” Subaru hissed, his breath hot against their ear. The cold steel of the dagger traced a delicate line across their skin, leaving a shiver in its wake.

He leaned closer and said, “ You can't escape me... You're mine, forever...”

...

The cold metal feeling on your face had vanished; had he given up? Wasn't he going to harm you?

“ I'm sorry... I can't let you do this again.”

He said, his hold on your delicate wrist became more firm.

*Crack*

[diakaoniii]

Merry Christmas! ♥♥

[diakaoniii]

Fatherhood

In the dimly lit room, Subaru stood hesitantly, his crimson eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. The air was filled with the delicate scent of baby powder and innocence as he took in the precious sight before him.

His thoughts swirled with apprehension; he feared his vampiric strength might inadvertently harm her delicate form. But as her tiny cries softened to gentle coos the moment he cradled her in his palm, a rush of emotions overcame him.

She was a marvel, a delicate blend of human fragility and the supernatural, nestled snugly within his grasp. Her tiny form wrapped snugly in a soft blanket Her newborn features were a canvas of innocence—the smooth curve of her button-like nose, the rosebud lips barely parted in a contented sigh, and the soft tufts of hair like spun silk, the color yet to fully reveal itself.

Her closed eyes and tiny body, oblivious to the world around her, spoke volumes. He couldn't help but notice the delicate flutter of her eyelashes against her cheeks, a sight that tugged at his undead heartstrings.

Subaru's gaze softened as he studied her tiny hands, each digit a masterpiece of perfection, and her fingers wrapped gently around his own. Her tiny form radiated warmth and an undeniable sense of vulnerability, melting away any trace of hesitation or fear he had harbored.

A single tear trailed down his cheek, a testament to the overwhelming rush of emotions that flooded his being—the love and protectiveness he felt for this tiny being who now relied on him for everything. It was a sight that contradicted the image of the fearsome vampire he once projected—a sight that showcased his vulnerability and newfound paternal instincts.

As she cooed in response to his touch, a small smile tugged at the corners of Subaru's lips. He realized that despite their differences, despite the complexities of their existence, this tiny creature had an incredible power—she had the ability to thaw even the coldest of hearts, to bring out a tenderness he never knew he possessed.

With her in his hand, he vowed silently to shield her from harm, to be her protector in this world where they existed on the fringes. She was a beacon of light in his dark existence, and he would do anything to ensure her safety and happiness, cherishing every moment of cradling his tiny, baby daughter in his hands.

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Hello🙇‍♀️ can u do yandere! Mafia husband (or maybe just yandere mafia..) Subaru hcs? I love your writing sm! Please Keep doing<33

kao: Thank you, dear! I hope you like it! <3

— yandere mafia husband subaru sakamaki

Yandere Mafia Subaru is the youngest son of the Sakamaki family, a powerful and ruthless mafia organization that controls most of the underworld. Often underestimated by his brothers and enemies, he is actually a skilled fighter and strategist who can handle any situation.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is obsessed with you, his wife, whom he met when you were a hostage on one of his missions. He fell in love with your innocence and courage and decided to make you his own. He killed anyone who tried to harm you or get in his way and forced you to marry him.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is very possessive and protective of you. He won't let you leave his side and monitors your every move. He has installed cameras and trackers in your phone, clothes, and jewelry. He also has his men follow you everywhere, ready to eliminate any potential threat.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is very jealous and paranoid. He hates it when anyone, especially other men, looks at you or talks to you. He will punish you severely if he thinks you are flirting or cheating on him, even if you are innocent. He will also torture and kill anyone who dares to touch you or disrespect you.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is sweet and gentle with you when he is in a good mood. He will shower you with gifts, compliments and affection. He will cuddle you, kiss you and make passionate love to you. He will tell you how much he loves you and that you are his everything.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is very unstable and violent when he is in a bad mood. He will lash out at you, shout at you and hurt you both physically and emotionally. He will blame you for his problems and accuse you of being ungrateful and unfaithful. He will later apologize and ask you to forgive him and stay with him.

Yandere Mafia Subaru is very afraid of losing you. He knows you're unhappy and afraid of him, but he can't let you go. He will do anything to keep you by his side, even if it means locking you up, drugging you or brainwashing you. He will never let you escape or leave him because you are his and only his.

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Hey can you do Sakamaki brothers react their female s/o is like Filia from Skullgirls

https://skullgirls.fandom.com/wiki/Filia

Shu Sakamaki:

would probably find the situation funny, enjoying the unexpected turn of events. He would be interested in Filia's hair's ability to change into different shapes and forms. Shu might view Filia's abilities as a source of fun and would like watching her transformations. He could even ask her to alter her appearance to entertain him.

Reiji Sakamaki,

with his attention to detail, he would be captivated by the functional applications of Filia's exceptional abilities. He would recognise the promise of her powers and potentially urge her to use them in a tactical manner. He'd likely take it upon himself to scrutinize and comprehend the full extent of her abilities, seeking to fuse them into the functioning of the vampire household.

Ayato Sakamaki:

Ayato would probably be entertained and fascinated by her abilities. He could ask her to change into various styles just to test her abilities. Ayato may enjoy the element of surprise and find her shape-shifting skills an exciting aspect of their relationship.

Kanato Sakamakİ:

It could add an extra layer of excitement for him. Kanato might be both fascinated and unnerved by Filia's abilities. He could be fascinated by her shape-shifting initially, but if he thinks it could harm his belongings, he might become anxious. He might feel uncertain, going back and forth between wanting to investigate her abilities and the need to limit and manage them to maintain control within his life.

Laito Sakamaki:

Laito would, no doubt, view Filia's powers as a fresh and exciting source of entertainment. He could tease her playfully about the various shapes she can adopt. He would probably enjoy the flexibility of her abilities, seeing them as an engaging addition to their interactions. Laito may even integrate her powers into their romantic games.

Subaru Sakamaki:

Subaru may display a reserved reaction towards Filia's exceptional abilities. He might find her ability to transform intriguing but could also be wary of the potential risks involved. Although Subaru may not openly express his admiration, he could appreciate her exceptional traits and become protective, fearing that others might take advantage of her abilities.

[diakaoniii]

Hello, l hope you are having a great day/afternoon/evening/ night! ^^

I do not know if your requests are open, but if they are open, may l request Yandere Laito and Ayato with a darling who is Yui's younger sister (Darlings age gap with Yui is just a year btw) and has the completely opposite personality of her older sister?

Feel free to ignore this, have a nice week! <3

Kao: Hi, love! Thank you. ♥

Note: Yui's age 19, her sister's age is 18 in this scenario.

— yandere ayato sakamaki

Ayato initially finds it challenging to deal with the vast dissimilarities between Yui's sister and Yui herself. Being accustomed to Yui's modest and compliant persona, her sister's autonomous character clashes with his anticipated behaviour. Ayato is determined to bring her under his authority, thinking that she should behave more like a conventional sacrificial bride.

He makes efforts to assert domination over her, as he usually does in his haughty manner. However, the younger sister declines to yield to his demands. She questions his power constantly, both vexing and piquing Ayato's interest.

Unlike Laito, Ayato's methods are less subtle. He often uses coercion and manipulation to put her in place. The fight for control turns into a game of power between them, with Ayato getting increasingly jealous and defensive.

Over time, Ayato realizes that he can't easily break her will. Despite their frequent arguments, there is an indisputable tension between them that they both acknowledge. The younger sister's decision not to comply with Ayato's assumptions becomes a cause of both annoyance and fascination for the impulsive bloodsucker.

— yandere laito sakamaki

Laito is fascinated by the distinct difference in personalities between Yui's younger sister and Yui herself. Unlike Yui's meek and mild manner, her sister is exceedingly autonomous and vocal. Laito takes delight in her audacity and sees it as a welcomed transformation; he is intrigued by the prospect of gaining her affections.

Laito starts with his customary charismatic and flirtatious statements, anticipating her to respond with bashfulness or unease. But he is caught off guard when she responds with sass and puts him in his place. Surprisingly, this only intensifies Laito's desire to have her.

With each passing day, Laito's obsession becomes stronger, and he is set on breaking down her strong-willed exterior. He's intrigued by the thought of peeling back the layers beneath her confident facade and revealing the vulnerabilities she conceals. Laito uses his charm and flirtatious ways to try and make the younger sister willingly submit to him.

Nevertheless, she proves to be a challenging adversary for Laito. She is not easily convinced by his charisma and refuses to be just another victim in the Sakamaki household. This tension creates an electrifying relationship between the two.

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HI POOKIE BEAR!!!1!!!

i wanted to ask, how would reiji and laito be with an autistic s/o??

just asking for research purposes ;3

Reiji: If I loved them, I would be patient and tolerant with them. I might have a tendency to see autism as a disability rather than a different way of thinking, I'm mature enough to be able to be understanding of their needs. I would try my best to accommodate their unique sensory requirements and personality traits, and make sure that they feel heard and accepted in our relationship. But my love for my lover cannot be broken by any condition. If they need extra attention and care, that is fine. My love for them is infinite.

Laito: He looks at you for a few moments, before answering your question, while smirking.

Well, I haven’t had an autistic lover before, but I can say with confidence that it would be an interesting experience, don’t you think? Nfu~

[diakaoniii]

With their daughters

— reiji sakamaki

Reiji's serenity was abruptly shattered by a shrill voice calling out to him, yanking him back to reality. Slowly opening his eyes, he was met with the sight of his 6-year-old daughter standing before him, clutching a tray with a lopsided smile on her face. The tray itself held a rather unappetizing selection of food, the burnt omelette and poorly sliced tomatoes and salad attesting to the child's earnest but clumsy attempts at culinary prowess. A fleeting thought of annoyance flickered in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it, reminding himself of the importance of nurturing his daughter's attempts, no matter how imperfect.

"Papa, I made breakfast for you!" Her innocent eyes shone with excitement and anticipation, clearly proud of her creation. Reiji's voice softened as he gazed at his daughter, his sense of responsibility and affection intertwining within him.

Despite his initial reservations about what lay before him, Reiji managed to compose himself, shifting his gaze from the tray to meet his daughter's sparkling eyes. A small, genuinely warm smile graced his lips—a rare sight for those who knew him.

"My dear, it appears you've taken great care in preparing this... concoction," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and tenderness. Carefully reaching out, he took the tray from his daughter's tiny hands, placing it on the nearby table.

"You remind me so much of your mother with your determination and kind spirit. However, there are certain standards when it comes to culinary delights. A true gentleman knows the importance of proper preparation and presentation."

Reiji gently patted his daughter's head, his voice carrying a soothing tone as he continued, "You see, my precious one, cooking is an art. It requires discipline, precision, and an impeccable attention to detail. Let me show you how it's done."

With practiced grace, he stood up, his tall figure looming over the little girl. He motioned for her to join him in the kitchen, leading her by the hand as he traversed the hallways of the mansion. As they entered the grand kitchen, adorned with sleek stainless steel appliances and pristine marble countertops, the young girl's eyes widened in awe.

"Now, my dear, watch closely. This is how one truly prepares a meal," 

He declared, his voice carrying authority, yet tinged with a gentle warmth. With meticulous precision, he demonstrated the correct way to slice tomatoes and lettuce, guiding his daughter's hands as they worked together to create a visually pleasing salad. As the aromas of sautéing vegetables and eggs filled the air, Reiji delicately cooked an omelette, ensuring that it was cooked to perfection—lightly golden on the outside, fluffy and moist on the inside.

After a short while, the duo had successfully transformed the makeshift meal into a feast fit for royalty. The vegetables were vibrant, the omelette delicate, and the tea brewed to perfection. Reiji presented the new creation to his daughter, a masterpiece of culinary finesse.

"Now, shall we enjoy this feast together, my dear daughter?" 

His eyes softened as he watched his daughter's face light up with a mix of awe and gratitude. He had not only imparted his knowledge but also shared a bonding moment with his little one, a memory they would cherish for years to come.

[diakaoniii]

For Shin:

Shin: Heh, prove how much you want it then. You can start by licking my boots~

[diakaoniii]

I read jujutsu kaisen chapter 236 yesterday and… I'm very upset now… I wish I hadn't read it

[diakaoniii]

With their daughters

— laito sakamaki

Laito's playful and alluring gaze softens as he looks down at his adorable daughter. His expression shifts from mischievous to affectionate as he gently bends down to her level, a warm smile spreading across his face. “Ahn~ My sweet little angel, what a pleasant surprise.” He scoops her up into his arms, cradling her against his chest as he was gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “What is it, my darling? Papa is here.” I want to play with you, papa! ”

he feels a surge of protectiveness, a primal instinct to shield her from any harm.

His daughter's eyes were full of joy. With childlike enthusiasm. " Hide-and-seek, Papa! Hide-and-seek” she exclaimed.

Laito chuckles softly, playing along with his daughter's excitement. “Hide-and-seek it is, my little princess!” He sets her down gently and raises a finger to his lips, signaling her to stay quiet. “You go find a place to hide, and I'll count to ten. But remember, no peeking!"

His daughter nods eagerly and scampers off, her small footsteps echoing through the hallway. As soon as she disappears, Laito lets out a dramatic sigh. “Oh, where could my little girl be hiding?” he says aloud, his voice filled with mock confusion. He begins to count slowly, loud enough for her to hear.

“1…2…3…” His eyes twinkle mischievously as he dramatically pretends to search for her, peeking behind the curtains and opening closet doors with exaggerated curiosity. He purposefully takes longer than necessary, building up anticipation for his daughter.

“8…9…10! Ready or not, here I come!” Laito exclaims, his voice filled with artificial surprise. He slowly walks through the mansion, occasionally pausing to listen for any giggles or rustling sounds. Deep down, he revels in the game, knowing he could find her in an instant if he wanted to.

As Laito roams through the estate, he puts on a show of diligently searching, calling out her name with a playful tone. “Where could my little princess be hiding? His voice resonates through the halls, vibrating with an air of delightful suspense.

“Where could my little princess have gone? Oh, I seem to have lost her already!” He puts a hand to his forehead dramatically, a playful pout forming on his lips.

After a few more minutes of playful searching, Laito's eyes gleam mischievously as he approaches her hiding spot, a knowing smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He lowers his voice, feigning uncertainty. “Could she be behind this curtain?” he wonders aloud, growing closer to her true hiding spot.

Finally, with a dramatic flourish, he pulls back the curtain, revealing his daughter's hiding place. His eyes light up with joy as he sees her adorable face, filled with excitement and anticipation. “Found you, my little darling!” he exclaims, scooping her up and showering her with tickles and kisses.

Laito revels in the pure happiness radiating from his daughter, his heart swelling with paternal love. In this moment, there is no room for his mischievousness or seduction—all that exists is the genuine bond between father and daughter.